The video for this song reminds me so much of old Smashing Pumpkins scenery. It's like Smashing Pumpkins weather in this video. There's no such thing as Smashing Pumpkins weather, the little magical beating of the drum and the way the girl's feet are glowing are like some kind of magical realism.
The thing I like about this whole feel that I get from the video from this song is a kind of oldish feel, like a community of people who all love New England weather and walking around in big groups in November. I'm not exactly sure what the purpose of this is, but I'd like to meet those people wherever those people are walking around.
In terms of the entire feel of the Funeral album, and how this song fits in there. It's like this song is a burst of self-determiniation and hope to move forward after a night of staring at the wall trying to figure out what to do. A distracted mind reads something in a book that inspires enough hope to lead an small group of people out of thier shame and into the light of the cloudy November sky. They read the mustard seed verse in Matthew. We can overcome grief, shame, and despair. And we will sing with our voices fully to purge our souls of all despair, fully sing, fully sing. So the neighbors can hear.
The video for this song reminds me so much of old Smashing Pumpkins scenery. It's like Smashing Pumpkins weather in this video. There's no such thing as Smashing Pumpkins weather, the little magical beating of the drum and the way the girl's feet are glowing are like some kind of magical realism.
The thing I like about this whole feel that I get from the video from this song is a kind of oldish feel, like a community of people who all love New England weather and walking around in big groups in November. I'm not exactly sure what the purpose of this is, but I'd like to meet those people wherever those people are walking around.
In terms of the entire feel of the Funeral album, and how this song fits in there. It's like this song is a burst of self-determiniation and hope to move forward after a night of staring at the wall trying to figure out what to do. A distracted mind reads something in a book that inspires enough hope to lead an small group of people out of thier shame and into the light of the cloudy November sky. They read the mustard seed verse in Matthew. We can overcome grief, shame, and despair. And we will sing with our voices fully to purge our souls of all despair, fully sing, fully sing. So the neighbors can hear.